Mary Eliza Tucker Lambert


Only a blush! O'er the cheek it swept,
In a tint, but a shade more bright,
While over the forehead the soft glow crept,
Like Aurora's roseate light.
Only a blush! 'Twas a single word
That the heart's deep fountain woke,
And in turbulent gushes, its depths were stirred,
For the lips were loved that spoke.
Only a blush! Yet the glow revealed
That she loved him, and with pride
In the armor of many a conquest steel'd,
He lingered near her side,
And breathed into her credulous ear,
In the whim of an idle hour,
Vows never forgotten by those who hear
When subjected to Love's cruel power.
Only a blush! Long it lingered there
And assumed a hectic token,
When the vows that woke it had vanished in air,
And the maiden's heart was broken.